Tame the Beast : Small Beach Town, Single Mom Romance

“When did you know?”

“What?”

“When did you know that you’re no longer falling, but fell all the way into the deep end? When did you know?” I ask, searching her eyes.

Zoe swallows hard, tears coating her eyes, “From day-fucking-one.” She hits my chest with her small fists. “I fell in love with my one-night stand like an idiot. Dumb fool. Who does that?”

“Jesus Christ, shut up, woman,” I interrupt her, my breathing rugged and cup her face in my palms and as she still throws her punches at me, I kiss her.

Not hard and rough like we always are. No, I kiss Zoe with every ounce of love I have for her. And those punches grow lighter and lighter until her hands fall limp over my chest, and she kisses me back.

I pull away from her slightly, whispering, “Me. I did that too. So, I guess we are two dumb peas-in-a-pod.”

“Matteo, it’s too soon! This whole time I was convincing myself that I was slowly falling for you, but there’s nothing slow about this train wreck! I need time, I need to make a plan, not go on killing sprees anytime someone looks at you!”

I grin mischievously. “I happen to love speed. And your blood thirst.”

“Stop that.” She smacks my chest again and I decide to lay it all for her right here and now.

“Why wait, Sunshine? Why waste time walking around each other, playing at these dating games when we both know where this will end?”

“And where will it end, Matteo?”

“With you being my wife and that little girl our first daughter because I need more. Because it will never be enough with you. Because I love you more than life itself.”

Zoe sucks in a sharp, shuddering breath. “This was not a part of my plan.”

I lean my forehead against hers.

“Plans fail, Zoe. But my love for you never will.” Zoe is searching my eyes for the truth, not knowing that I’d never lie to her. “Go ahead, ask me how I know for certain.”

“H-how do you know that for certain?”

“Because when I told you I was in love with you, I wasn’t joking. I wasn’t talking about a mere crush or infatuation. I wasn’t talking about the kind of love that loves with only eyes or words. No. Love like that never interested me. And the real deal? The one my parents shared? That one was out of the question because it had the ability to crush your soul completely. But when I saw you give birth to our daughter I realized there was nothing to crush because it already belonged to you.” I jab my finger into my chest. “I love you with every promise I make to you. I love you with every smile or tear. I live for you. And I will never tire of reminding you of that.”

“But you never wanted this.” The tears are rolling down her cheeks without holding back.

“No, I never wanted it with anyone else.” I wipe the tears with my thumbs. “But the second you walked into that bar; I knew you were not anyone else. You are one of a kind. My kind.”

“God, you say all the right things.”

I chuckle. “Nope, I say all the true things.”

I keep going up until my hand glides over her full tits that have been taunting me since she showed up to LPs. “How about another truth?”

I squeeze her breast through her shirt and bra and Zoe whimpers, biting her lower lip and whispering a breathy, “Mm-hmm.”

“I’m starving.” I grip her shirt and rip it off her tits in one rough shove until her gorgeous tits spill free, little drops of milk already seeping out of her razer-sharp nipples and my mouth waters.

Zoe yelps, her hands flying to the back of my neck where she laces her fingers through my hair, tugging on the loose bun as she thrusts her tits into my face.

I bring the pad of my thumb to her nipple, grazing it slowly, spreading her milk over it. “All that possessiveness of yours made me so fucking hungry. Will you feed me? Will you feed my mouth and my cock?”

“Y-yes,” she breathes out. “Yes, please. It’s yours. All yours.”

I push Zoe against the pillar and lower my mouth to her tits, sucking it one at a time and milking every drop from them. My cock grows impossibly harder with every drop I take.

She’s delicious. So fucking delicious, I can’t stop. Can’t make my mouth leave her nipples. Can’t get enough of her. All I can do is suck and nibble and draw my tongue over them, driving Zoe as delirious as I am.